who to

 "is jon bon jovi singing to axl rose when he sings you give love a bad name?"

- 'Hedgehogs are lactose intolerant', pookie.
- Damn, I was really wanting to breastfeed one.

noam

 chomks

s

chomks

cmo

chomsky

is 94

he looks it

he looks like a womble

to me

marsupial mole news

 https://www.abc.net.au/news/2023-06-17/elusive-marsupial-mole-spotted-uluru-swims-in-sand/102482890

balloon

 

cheese news

 

I do like marsupial news

 https://www.abc.net.au/news/2023-07-30/dusky-hopping-mouse-discovery-scotia-sanctuary-nsw-/102649122

weird ellips...s

today

is international pineapple day

I had an OK day, turned compost

did dishes, made meatballs

wrote a few emails, found out 

about a poetry competition

for Dorothea Mackellar, who wrote

a poem called Colours that features

the evil Darling pea

a native that poisons livestock

a la locoweed in the States.

People in the 19th century

equated themselves to sheep

so if you went off the deep end

you'd be said to have a touch

of the Darling pea

but that phrase went out of favour

before the second world war

from what I can tell in Trove

recent corro

 

I got an email today from colostomy bag.

And I got one from bad eyes.

What strange names they have. 

Someone called yellow nails also wrote to me, as did tinnitus killer. Who are these people? Pain relief sent me a message, as did your dizziness, and your pee. Your pee sent me an email. Hi Your pee, how you doing? How's it going Secret Video. What's been happening Hidden Ear Condition.

I had a dream about Jason Dunstall last night. He had just won the grand final and wasn't wearing any shorts. He had a soft toy over his penis. The soft toy flew off, his penis was huge and droopy like a carpet snake. That was why he won the Grand Final, because he had such a big penis.

Bad eyes would be good name for a dodgy character, as would yellow nails. Yellow nails and bad eyes drift into town, drifters, donogooders. I just checked my nails, they're not yellow. They've got crinkles on them though, a sign of something, a deficiency, maybe vitamin K. 

My eyesight isn't much chop. I met somebody called Stop Squinting the other day. He wants to help me.

Hello, what's your name?

Stop Squinting.

That's a nice name. 

Here's my card.

I can't read it. 

They're like prank callers. Amanda Hugginkiss, or Isyourfridgerunning. But there's no pun, there's no gag.

[Ring ring]

Hello? 

[Hacking cough]

Who's this?

Bad eyes.

Whatchuwant?

I'm looking for yellow nails.

Yellow nails ain't here.

I imagine them as men. Men with weird names. Men who send me messages. Messages I mustn't open. They want to steal from me. Tinnitus killer and Pain Relief. Scammers, criminals, they want my credit card details, they want my identity. They want me to open their messages. There's a knock at the door. Who is it? Yellow nails. I'm not opening the door. Don't let them in. They come at night. Bang bang bang. Who is it? Bad eyes.

san francisco haiku link

a scene from the foot of the street of the jigsaw puzzle you gave up on